sandwiched between two large and well-built men. One lay back
on the bed, his cock inside her as she straddled him. The other had his cock
shoved inside her ass, and they both fucked her.
Andy had the full view of
their asses, could see the two cocks and watched the woman’s hips move. She
looked down at the remote in her hand and hit the “up” button. Moans and sighs
filled the room she and Hunter were in. She lowered the volume a couple octaves
so it wasn’t so loud, her gaze riveted to the scene before her.
Though she would never want
to be with two men, threesomes always fascinated her. To have four hands touch
her wherever she needed them was a seductive temptation. It simply wasn’t for
her. But damn, it was erotic as hell to watch.
She looked back at Hunter,
surprised to find his gaze on her rather than the scene in the adjoining room.
She winked and undid the button of her slacks. Her fingers slid inside the
waistband and turned as she pushed them down her hips to give Hunter a full
view of her ass and barely covered pussy. Clad only in a blue thong, her ass high, she made slow work of pulling
the slacks over her feet and heels.
His guttural moan spurred her
on and she wiggled. She ran her hands along the inside of her thighs, stopping
just before her fingers touched her covered sex. She was about to turn and face
him when his hands clasped her waist and yanked her onto his lap.
Back to his chest, his cock
wedged against her damp thong, Andy leaned back. Her head dropped onto his
shoulder. She moaned as his fingers found her nipples and his tongue lapped her
ear.
“Look at them, Andy,” Hunter
directed. “Look at how much she loves those cocks.”
Her gaze locked on the trio
through the window. The woman’s moans, just the sounds alone, went straight to
her pussy. It was naughty and almost depraved to be so turned-on by another
person’s gasps and sighs of pleasure, but Andy felt every noise throughout her
body.
She wiggled her feet out of
her shoes, lifted her legs onto the edge of the sofa and used her feet to help
her rub against Hunter’s cock.
His hand slid from her
breast, down her stomach and between her legs. He gently rubbed her flesh through
the lace thong, and her hips rose to meet each movement eagerly.
Her head angled so he could
only reach her neck. She shivered as his teeth scraped the skin. Hunter
continued to nibble on the skin as her hips moved against his fingers. Moisture
seeped through the lace. The wetness on his fingers made it easier for the
material to rub her clit.
“Would you ever let two men
fuck you, Andy?”
The question took her by
surprise. Her hips slowed, his fingers stopped the torturous pleasure on her
clit.
She swallowed. “No. I love to
watch, but I don’t think I could ever share myself like that.”
Hunter’s fingers resumed
their ministrations and slipped around the lace. He pulled hard and tore the
thong from her body. She gasped and her legs fell back, widening further.
She watched Hunter lift the
scrap of material to his face and breathed in her scent. His cock hit against
her clit, and Andy jerked. The pleasure on his face was wonderful. She’d never
seen him look that way before. That he found her essence so pleasurable filled
her with confidence and sexual empowerment.
Calm
down. Remember, keep it just sex.
Andy’s gaze shifted back to
the trio on the other side of the window. She grasped Hunter’s cock and pressed
it against her clit. Her hips canted against it, moisture flooding her channel,
and she arched her back.
Hunter’s fingers tangled with
hers as he pulled his cock away. “I can’t reach the condoms, sweetheart.”
Andy pinched her nipples,
eliciting a moan from him. She sat up and looked over her shoulder.
His gaze captured hers,
desire and the honesty he’d always shown her over the years shining bright.
Andy reached forward and
picked up a silver packet out of a bowl on the table.
His hand slid down her
on the bed, his cock inside her as she straddled him. The other had his cock
shoved inside her ass, and they both fucked her.
Andy had the full view of
their asses, could see the two cocks and watched the woman’s hips move. She
looked down at the remote in her hand and hit the “up” button. Moans and sighs
filled the room she and Hunter were in. She lowered the volume a couple octaves
so it wasn’t so loud, her gaze riveted to the scene before her.
Though she would never want
to be with two men, threesomes always fascinated her. To have four hands touch
her wherever she needed them was a seductive temptation. It simply wasn’t for
her. But damn, it was erotic as hell to watch.
She looked back at Hunter,
surprised to find his gaze on her rather than the scene in the adjoining room.
She winked and undid the button of her slacks. Her fingers slid inside the
waistband and turned as she pushed them down her hips to give Hunter a full
view of her ass and barely covered pussy. Clad only in a blue thong, her ass high, she made slow work of pulling
the slacks over her feet and heels.
His guttural moan spurred her
on and she wiggled. She ran her hands along the inside of her thighs, stopping
just before her fingers touched her covered sex. She was about to turn and face
him when his hands clasped her waist and yanked her onto his lap.
Back to his chest, his cock
wedged against her damp thong, Andy leaned back. Her head dropped onto his
shoulder. She moaned as his fingers found her nipples and his tongue lapped her
ear.
“Look at them, Andy,” Hunter
directed. “Look at how much she loves those cocks.”
Her gaze locked on the trio
through the window. The woman’s moans, just the sounds alone, went straight to
her pussy. It was naughty and almost depraved to be so turned-on by another
person’s gasps and sighs of pleasure, but Andy felt every noise throughout her
body.
She wiggled her feet out of
her shoes, lifted her legs onto the edge of the sofa and used her feet to help
her rub against Hunter’s cock.
His hand slid from her
breast, down her stomach and between her legs. He gently rubbed her flesh through
the lace thong, and her hips rose to meet each movement eagerly.
Her head angled so he could
only reach her neck. She shivered as his teeth scraped the skin. Hunter
continued to nibble on the skin as her hips moved against his fingers. Moisture
seeped through the lace. The wetness on his fingers made it easier for the
material to rub her clit.
“Would you ever let two men
fuck you, Andy?”
The question took her by
surprise. Her hips slowed, his fingers stopped the torturous pleasure on her
clit.
She swallowed. “No. I love to
watch, but I don’t think I could ever share myself like that.”
Hunter’s fingers resumed
their ministrations and slipped around the lace. He pulled hard and tore the
thong from her body. She gasped and her legs fell back, widening further.
She watched Hunter lift the
scrap of material to his face and breathed in her scent. His cock hit against
her clit, and Andy jerked. The pleasure on his face was wonderful. She’d never
seen him look that way before. That he found her essence so pleasurable filled
her with confidence and sexual empowerment.
Calm
down. Remember, keep it just sex.
Andy’s gaze shifted back to
the trio on the other side of the window. She grasped Hunter’s cock and pressed
it against her clit. Her hips canted against it, moisture flooding her channel,
and she arched her back.
Hunter’s fingers tangled with
hers as he pulled his cock away. “I can’t reach the condoms, sweetheart.”
Andy pinched her nipples,
eliciting a moan from him. She sat up and looked over her shoulder.
His gaze captured hers,
desire and the honesty he’d always shown her over the years shining bright.
Andy reached forward and
picked up a silver packet out of a bowl on the table.
His hand slid down her
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